"Thank Light."

Mat breathes the words, still trying to compose himself. He ought be used to mortal peril and immediate danger, but he isn't. It still terrifies him.

But it's alright now. He takes a few moments - he doesn't dare take more - to gather himself together and reclaim his breath. Jesper's got him. Kaz made it here, too, wherever 'here' actually is.

"And I look forward to seeing you try and follow that through," he finally adds, a shadow of humor in hi voice. "I'll never be lonely having a bath again."

He knows what the other man means. They aren't going to separated again. No matter what happens, they won't be separated.